"This is the first time we've left Guanzhong for the six states of Shandong since arriving in this era, isn't it? What we heard from others really was different from what we saw with our own eyes."
On a road where yellow sand rolled in the wind, Daoist Qingxu and the Jade Void Cult Leader walked side by side.
Each time their feet touched the ground, a faint radiance seeped from the earth into their bodies. Their hidden injuries healed swiftly, while the emptiness left by their loss of contact with the Heavenly Dao they had once governed gradually filled.
As they walked, Daoist Qingxu could not help sighing. "These truly are the methods of a Dao Lord. Even unable to enter this isolated era himself, he can still send his power into it."
Beside him, the Jade Void Cult Leader remained grim and said nothing.
Qingxu understood what troubled his companion and sent him a thought. "The Tree Spirit was awakened and granted intelligence by heaven. It received an extraordinary opportunity and possessed a wealth of memories from the moment it took shape. But it is newborn, after all. How could it know when to advance and when to retreat? Some disrespect toward us is only natural. Even mortals know that clothes make the man. To avoid trouble, and because this era suppresses us, we show none of our Divine Abilities or might. That Tree Spirit had never even seen a cultivator before, yet it enjoys Senior Brother's favor. Why take offense at a few words out of line?"
"That isn't what troubles me." The Jade Void Cult Leader shook his head. "The Tree Spirit is rude, certainly, but it's a fox borrowing a tiger's might. I have nothing to say about that. What worries me is whether we'll